Friday, August 24, 2012

This is one of those songs that I just like 'cuz I get to elongate words to the tune of the song. It sounds a lot cooler than it is to simply read, but hey...this'll get ya an idea of what it's about, y'know?
Another one of those 'why aren't you asking why?' songs of mine.

Youuuuuu didn't see it comin'
Hittin' you from the left side
A-youuuuu couldn't stop from tryin'
Everythin' left behind
Youuuuuu couldn't ever see
The future prepared for you....
A-youuuu wouldn't stop from cryin'
Despite your responsibilities

Youuuuuu voted them in
Without looking up their past
A-youuuu wouldn't stop from seein'
Everything they did before
Youuuuuu gobbled up their lies
And offering only ashes
A-youuuu couldn't stop from dyin'
Even as they beg for more

Annnnnd if you dare
The men behind the curtain
With your eagles' claw
Tear off their false face
Look them straight in the eye

Youuuuu are walked like a dog
Iiiiiin a breeding show
A-youuuu seek more meat
Grotesque as you are
Youuuuu differentiate
Frooom the mindless masses
You seeeeek to define yourself
By loooowest common denominator

Youuuuu feel out of place
A-youuu suffer other thoughts
Youuuuu seek your place
A-youuu're running out of time
Youuuuu try to struggle
A-youuu just wanna be left alone
Youuuuu think you're fine
A-youuu won't look in a mirror

Sometimes I write songs and completely forget the beat and rhythm to it, unless I've sung it into the D.V.R. or my phone. Yeah, this is one of 'em. Who knows, maybe someday I'll remember it...we'll see. <3 In the meantime, a song advocating violence as the solution to the dysfunctional practices perpetrated by the upper class onto everyone else, especially their own customers and workers.For what it's worth, I wrote it after one of those transvaginal mesh lawsuit commercials, which was followed quickly by a Yaz lawsuit.
Fuck this whole gay earth.

(RIOT)X5

Violence isn't the answer
It's the freakin' question
Abject civilization
Has made slaves of you

Violence isn't a solution
It's just an option
Political correctness
Has made a slave of all of you

Can you feel it burning inside?
The growing restlessness of the people
Share the same rage and madness
BRING IT FORTH, LET IT EXPLODE

(chorus)

IN THE WAR BETWEEN THE WORLDS
OF THE HIGH TO THE POOR
THE ONLY THING THEY UNDERSTAND
IS THE BASIC NUMBERS

AT THE HEIGHT OF THE SEASON OF THE WITCH
AT THE BURNING OF THEIR PALATIAL ISLANDS
AT THE HEIGHT OF THE HEAT OF THE SUMMERTIME
THEY WILL BURN, THEY WILL FUCKING BURN

(RIOT)X4
FUCKING RAMPAGE
(RIOT)X4
A FUCKING RAMPAGE
(RIOT)X4
HISTORY'S GAME
(RIOT)X4
TEACH THEM TO MESS WITH US

Violence isn't historically accurate
It's the final solution
Old world media
Seeks to enslave

Violence isn't the only option
It's the only weapon
Against those who would dare
Enslave you through class warfare

Can you feel it burning inside?
The growing restlessness of the people
Share the same rage and madness
BRING IT FORTH, LET IT EXPLODE

(chorus)

IN THE WAR BETWEEN THE WORLDS
OF THE HIGH TO THE POOR
THE ONLY THING THEY UNDERSTAND
IS THE BASIC NUMBERS

AT THE HEIGHT OF THE SEASON OF THE WITCH
AT THE BURNING OF THEIR PALATIAL ISLANDS
AT THE HEIGHT OF THE HEAT OF THE SUMMERTIME
THEY WILL BURN, THEY WILL FUCKING BURN

(RIOT)X4
FUCKING RAMPAGE
(RIOT)X4
A FUCKING RAMPAGE
(RIOT)X4
HISTORY'S GAME
(RIOT)X4
TEACH THEM TO MESS WITH US

For once, I ain't gonna explain even the slightest whom I've written this about. Suffice it to say they deserve far worse than just this.

Eventually
Gold loses its' luster
And all good things fade
Eventually
You must have the bitter with the sweet
And the taste of ashes lingering
Eventually
Even pleasure shall die
And give sway to pain
Eventually
All good things come
But there is ever more bad
Eventually
There is always too much
of a good thing, or a good time
Eventually
The lights must be shot out
One by one by the end of the night
Eventually
You must put up your toys
And take up sword and shield
Eventually
You must learn to live and love
And be the person you need to be
Eventually
You will fulfill every potential
And cast no hurried shadows
Eventually
Things die and fade away
So even shall you